leaving a message
This is of an alley in Newcastle with writing down both sides of the walls. I was there this fall, a grey and misty Sunday, wandering about, and stumbled on this story. Hard to tell if it was a dream, non-rhyming poem or true tale of love and terror. Blue writing on white the most mundane thing in the world, but vertical and taller than you are, and you have to back up against the other wall to read the one you are looking at. Giving the document an impressive presence...

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well, i think individual letters are about the size of dessert plates maybe? writing starts at least 8 ft up the wall and goes down...there's an overhang or something so it makes the two walls into a kind of a tunnel... (or at least that's how i remember it!)
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